If there was one thing I could say that has been the most frustrating in Nicky’s life with EB when he was younger was dealing with bandages. There was the issue of the cost, where to get them, insurance coverage, what to use, how to wrap, trial and error, the list goes on and on. There was not one place in particular I could go for answers either. Different forms of EB’s wounds react differently depending on what wound products one uses, so if the person suggesting something was dealing with a different form of EB, I learned the hard way (at Nicky’s expense nonetheless) that I had to take that information with a grain of salt. The whole thing was just nightmarish. Who wants their child to be their own guinea pig? When I look at photos of Nicky when he was little I cringe. Oh… dear… God. WhyRead More →